Miss Planeswalker, Are You Free to Fall in Love?

Although it looked like a short earthen house, it actually had two floors.

The wooden stairs don't have the kind of 'crunching' feeling of disrepair, but the texture is hard.

Among the several rooms on the second floor, Granny Qian chose the largest one and walked in with Sen Yuesha.

In the room hung old-fashioned lamps of the same dim yellow color, and the fire was burning vigorously.

The walls were painted a light pink lacquer, and there was a new stack of quilts on the bed.

It seems that the bathroom has been cleaned by someone in advance. The cabinets, mirrors, everything is brand new.

"How is it?" Granny Qian waited for Moriyuesha's reply, her eyes filled with the emotion of 'compliment me and compliment me'.

Sen Yuesha glanced around and gave a thumbs up in a hoarse voice: "Great! Mother-in-law is awesome!"

"Hahahaha! I knew you liked it! It seems that I should have a granddaughter like you!"

"Then, good night, Xiaoyuesha." In the flickering light, Granny Qian waved her hand and gently closed the door.

The sound of footsteps was gradually receding from the outside, and the room gradually became quiet, leaving only the slight dampness of the swamp soil, and the wind blowing through the woods from far away outside the window.

Close the door, and the moonlight streams in through the wall window.

Section 8 Chapter8 Dividends

The next day was nothing special.

Ah, the most special thing is that Mori Yuesha saw the power of what Granny Qian called a 'witch': she easily turned the wolves out of the forest into little blue mushrooms.

Why mushrooms?

Granny Qian looked proud: because I like mushrooms.

ok...

Speaking of magic, Mori Yuesha saw that she just waved her finger, and the magical powers took effect.

No spells, no outlandish moves.

Mori Yuesha was very yearning for this, and immediately mentioned the matter of learning magic to Granny Qian.

But it was rejected.

"Even a planeswalker can't learn the magic of this world. Especially my magic. If you record it, seal it into a deck and take it away, it will be troublesome."

Sen Yuesha asked the reason, but Granny Qian just looked at her with a smile and didn't talk about the reason.

In the next few days, Moriyuesha took the job of cooking decisively, considering her free food and drink, and learned the crafts of various desserts under the patient teaching of Granny Qian.

So far, dessert skill MAX↑

——By the way, Mori Yuesa, who often accompanies Granny Qian out, found that this world of 'gods and monsters' is really interesting.Water covers most places, and movement is done by something called a "water train."

And the ticket is very precious.

So, most monsters and gods are poor, right?

Moriyuesha thought about it casually, and threw the green vegetables into the pot.

Shila-

The mushrooms and greens were fragrant in the pot, and Moriyukisha skillfully sprinkled various seasonings into the pot.

She has been here for many days, and she has already figured out what the seasonings and food here correspond to in her own world.

"Oh, I can already smell the fragrance!" Granny Qian sat on the table with glasses and read the newspaper. The sunlight came in through the small window, and the dust was floating in the air.

"I really want to have a granddaughter like Xiaoyuesha..."

Hearing this, Mori Yuesha raised her back and raised the corners of her mouth. She was very happy these days.

"Am I not now?" Moriyuesha turned around, rubbed her wet hands on the apron, then picked up the knife and began to cut vegetables that should be called cucumbers, but there are actually vegetables with even weirder names.

"Hahaha, of course it is! With a planeswalker as a granddaughter, that sister of mine would be envious."

"Sister?" Moriyuesha put the cut cucumber on the plate and sprinkled with miso: "Do you have any sisters?"

"That guy is a difficult person to get along with. I'm considering whether to let you go." Granny Qian held her chin up, watching Sen Yuesha bring the dishes to the table, inhaling the aroma with her huge nose.

"Where are you going? Does my mother-in-law want me to help?"

"Sit down now." She helped Sen Yuesha take off her apron, and Granny Qian patted her on the back: "Many years ago, my sister and I opened a hot spring shop."

Granny Qian spoke intermittently.

"...that guy's way of doing business is something I can't approve of anyway. Later, I simply left 'Sentou' and stayed here."

Grandma Qian was still a little angry when she said this, and her eyes widened: "According to the agreement, today is the day of dividends every month, and only today can I step into Qiantang."

"But today—"

Moriyuesha looked up and suddenly realized: "Ah, I know, agreed with Elvis?"

Granny Qian nodded: "Yes, the god I met with Xiaoyuesha last time. Too many cat spirits have been tortured to death recently. Even me, I'm already old, and I don't have the ability when I was young. Healed so many resentful souls at once."

Those souls who were covered in maggots, whose eyes were blinded, whose skins were peeled off, and whose bodies were scalded to death, are still unforgettable by Moriyuesha.That was two weeks ago.

"Clearly a few hundred years ago, there were not so many terrible things that happened, and the goal of human beings was only each other." Grandma Qian had doubts and confusion on her face: "Even if it is cruel abuse, it is only cruelty to the same family. ."

"Actually, shouldn't it be more and more civilized? Why are animals getting worse and worse?"

"This time, I have to look at that 'Black Pill' again, alas."

Kuromaru is a black kitten with the soles of its feet chopped off—yes, not even the legs, but just four soles.

It seems the abuser would love to see how a cat with legs but no feet walks.

When Mori Yuesha saw Kuromaru, it was like a small robot with four sticks installed, staggering over, meowing in pain with every step.

Then, it rubbed Mori Yuesha's hand and licked her fingertips.

"I'm human too." The girl squatted down and touched its head: "I'm so sorry, you've worked hard, Kuromaru."

Mori Yuesha gently stroked the cat's back, and Kuromaru, who was in a state of soul, just looked at the girl suspiciously, and then continued to rub against Mori Yuesha's hand.

(ノ>ω<)ノ

Cute and pathetic.

Moriyuesha put down her chopsticks with a sigh: "Humans are really... wonderful creatures."

Granny Qian was noncommittal: "I have never seen a species that is more despicable than humans, nor a group that is more noble and daring to sacrifice."

"Yeah. Challenge the stronger, and create the unseen. Even if you bleed, you must protect the weaker with your hands." Mori Yuesha looked at the clouds passing by the window with longing: "I think this is the virtue of human beings. and manifestation of strength.”

"That's not a general human requirement."

Granny Qian looked meaningfully at the little granddaughter in front of her, her white palms supported her cheeks, and a few strands of curly black hair wrapped around her face.The long eyelashes are blinking and moving, and the small tear mole is very cute hanging on the side.

"Okay, okay. Oh, then today, I'll ask the beautiful Miss Yuesha to help me get some dividends." Granny Qian clapped her hands and recalled Sen Yuesha's god.

"Just like I took you, let's go by car. There are six stops in total. Get off at the 'Tangya' stop and you can find it."

Sen Yuesha nodded, took out the car card and dangled it in front of Granny Qian to prove that she hadn't lost it: "Then, I'll be back before dinner. Do I need to bring anything?"

"Oh, that fried... kacha kacha kacha..."

"Understood." Mori Yuesha chuckled.

She knew that the gluttonous mother-in-law was talking about tempura: "I'll make it for you tonight. But, mother-in-law, your taste doesn't match your age at all, is that okay?"

Sen Yuesha said helplessly.

Granny Qian likes fried, very sweet and very salty food.In my own world, I have long been dragged to various medical examinations.

"I've been eating like this for hundreds of years. Hehe, I'm a witch, a witch. My granddaughter is even afraid of the witch's body."

"Witches even knit their own gloves."

Sen Yuesha shook the beige gloves on her hand, which Granny Qian knitted for her.

"I told you, magic is—"

"It's illusory. Only those who weave and farm by themselves are real."

Moriyuesha squinted her eyes and put on her shoes at the door, and casually continued with a smile, "I know, I know. I've read it many times. Obviously, I haven't sealed a single magic."

Mori Yuesha waved: "Wait for me, mother-in-law. I'm leaving. Say hello to Kuromaru and Elvis for me!"

squeak-

boom.

The door was closed from the outside.

Granny Qian looked out the window.

The plump girl was wearing a light-colored shirt and had long hair that fell to her waist.Slim jeans wrapped gracefully.The girl who bulged forward and backward deftly bypassed the swamp and puddles, not forgetting to look up to say hello to the streetlights, and then gradually walked away along the fenced path.

The room returned to its original quiet state.

Granny Qian bent her fingers and took a sip of black tea from the steaming white porcelain cup.

It's delicious, and the craftsmanship has surpassed me.

Moonshine...

"Being the witch's apprentice and learning the witch's magic will not end well."

She smiled and shook her head.

Chapter 9 The soup house and Mr. Bai

The station is at the end of the forest. From the place where you saw Mr. Street Lamp, walk 5 minutes further, under another old-fashioned street lamp.

The slender cylindrical street lamps are mottled and unrecognizable. I don't know who has engraved on them. I vaguely see that it is probably "Swampy Station".

God knows why the world also uses Japanese, or actually some kind of script, she just understands it.

The "Haiyuan Train" is an old-fashioned red and beige train, banging bang bang dang bang bang dang, coming from a distance with black smoke.The body is like the paint of early public vehicles in modern society. The two trains are connected in front of each other. After they come, they stop precisely in front of Moriyuesha.

呲 - 呲

The last puff of smoke came out from the front of the car, and the doors panned open.

"Mr. Bird Face, I'm on time today." Mori Yuesha greeted the train conductor who was always late, took out the car card from her pocket and shook it at him.

The black bird-faced Mr. nodded immediately and turned around without saying a word.